OLIVIA
“Did you see what just happened between me and Cyril?” I turned towards Kate's direction to ask her.
I needed her opinion to judge if I was losing my mind.
“I witnessed everything that happened. I am sorry to say this to you, Cyril is mother f*****g player. He wasn't remorseful for his actions,” Kate responded as she walked towards the bar to go grab a bottle of vodka. I followed her immediately.
“Oh, you saw it too?
I was afraid I was imagining things that weren't well. You don't have to apologize for what you just said about Cyril. Everyone knows he's a pain in the ass. I still don't know why I got married to him when there were better options out of that,” I shed more light on what Kate said.
There was no point defending someone who doesn't even give a f**k about me.
